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Monday, February 28, 2011

It's a Beautiful Life

It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo
It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo
It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo
I just wanna be here beside you
stay until the break of dawn
Yes I got the title of my blog from an Ace of Base song.  Is that copyright infringement? 

So I don't feel well today.  The kind of don't feel well that when Aidan asked for Cheetos for breakfast he got Cheetos.  eh...it's not his fault cleaning my house and grocery shopping didn't make the weekend cut.  All we had were Cheetos and yogurt so that is what he got.

Was a busy weekend.  Had a ton of homework.  Bday parties to attend to and kids to entertain.  I didn't let my homework ruin the beautiful weather and many times said screw it as I shut the laptop and darted outside with the kids.  Joey asked why Mason didn't have socks on yesterday afternoon with his shoes.  I told him we were in such a hurry to get out and enjoy the weather.  Trying to find matching socks and sitting an overly tired, hyper baby down to put his socks on takes away from outside time.  Priorities people! 

The kids were worn out..just how I like it.  Mason fell asleep at 7:15 last night and Aidan was so tired he starting talking to himself by 8:30.  Mission accomplished. 

I think this may be a genetic thing.  The dislike of any vegetable green.  It came from my husband and spread to my kids.  They won't even taste it.  Mason will pick through his vegetable medley throwing all the peas on the ground.  See picture evidence below. 

Look what keeps showing up on our floor...yep...peas

The guilty...

so proud of his robot bug thing that cost way too much!  Thanks Shannon and Parker!  Then again...I am sure Parker will want a DS now.  We are even.


Bday party #1.  Chuck E Cheese's at 9:30am.  Seriously the smartest way to have a bday party there is to have it at 9am.  so smart..so smart...


Huh???  what is this thing?

Yeah I was trying to let him win...but won on accident.

Don't understand why they make the peddles on these darn games so far away.  Definitely had a leg cramp after this game. 

Nope...we still have not gotten Mr Aidan a hair cut.  Don't judge.

Should I be doing this?  I know it's wrong?

I'm guilty again aren't I?

HAHAHA..Dancing. 

He is ready to box in this picture...

Amazed by Chucky...Mason had chocolate for lunch.  See evidence on face.  Daddy's fault not Mommy!

Is that thing real?

Bday part #2, My Gym. AWESOME place.  Mason was in LaLa land. He was however pretty upset he couldn't figure out how to go "up" the slide.




Aidan kept saying.."come on Mason...come on"  So darn cute.


All MINE!!!



Yeah..we have our hands full...just darts into the street!

So my homework just barely got done.  Paper written by 10pm last night (due by midnight).  No groceries were purchased.  Only one load of laundry done.  Eh....the kids had fun.  That is all that matters.  I'll make up for it today.  Kmart Double Coupon week up to $2 coupons.  WOHOOO!!!!

Friday, February 25, 2011

1,000 miles per minute

"Mommy I want Popsicle"
"Mommy I want Popsicle"
"Aidan the rule is you have to eat your dinner before desert"
"Mommy I want Popsicle"
"Mommy I want Popsicle"
"Mommy I want Popsicle"

Have you ever tried to listen to that question over and over from a 4 year old mouth for 1.5 hours straight while your other child is flinging his corn across the kitchen.  God was testing me last night.  He decided it was time to see how much I could take in a 24 hour period.  Well, God, I made it out and Aidan did end up getting a Popsicle after Mommy refused to give in and had to spoon feed him his corn (the broccoli was spit out immediately after entering his mouth).  I just hope I still have my sanity.  If I lost it, I wouldn't know because I am insane.  Only those around me would know.  If you think I am insane now, please keep it to yourself and let me enjoy the craziness that is happening in my head. 

I friend of mine wrote about her cup being full and having a girls weekend empties her cup just enough for her to come back to her kids a happier Mommy.  My cup is way full. It is overflowing leaving this ring of milky coffee all around the bottom of the cup.  Actually my cup is a large cup.  The one that could hold ice cream or soup.  A megga cup.  Even that cup is full.  I need a break.  Big time.  The kind of break where I leave everyone and go by myself somewhere far away.  Well that wont be happening anytime soon. 

I want to run you through the past 24 hours.  It will help me empty my overspilling cupocoffee.  Thursday morning husband has to go to work.  He wakes up when it still dark outside.  Of course all the kids wake up too.  Damn light sleepers.  It doesn't help that we had guys outside banging on our house fixing our siding.  Who can sleep through that?  Sorry neighbors if they woke you up too!.  Aidan spent a good hour crying about wanting to see the guys fix the house for which I assured him we would see them on our way out the door.  That of course is not good enough so I had to hear this "Mommy I want to go outside"  "Mommy I want to see"  "Mommy what is that"  "Mommy what are they doing"  Over and Over and Over again.  Picture that while I am running around getting 2 kids ready and myself showered and ready with a 19 month old snot nosed boy following me around crying wanting me to pick him up and when I don't pick him up he hits me for which I tell him to be nice, show him how to be nice by rubbing his hand and hug him for which he hits me on my head.  Marathon people...I run a marathon every day with these boys.  I grab whatever I can feed these crumb snatchers in the car.  Drop Mason off first not after he has used my shoulder for a snot rag.  Aidan cries because he not only wants to eat his breakfast but mine as well.  I bribe him with chocolate.  It works.

Then I drive to work (could take 30 minutes or 1.5 hours).  Work so hard I only allot myself 1 pee break (it's my busy week).  Leave by 4:30pm so I am able to get to Mason by 5:30 (thankfully I have a 30 minute window cause on rainy traffic days it takes longer).  Pick up Aidan first.  Aidan sits in car seat asking if I got him a surprise.  LOL.  No..I did not get you a surprise for which my response is followed by this whiny cry that lasts for um....lets see...until he goes to sleep.  Pick up a Rotisserie Chicken for dinner get Mason who tries to flee the car into the street.  Get home prepare dinner while all the time I hear Aidan whine and cry about he is hungry, he wants his shoes off, he wants his coat off, he wants to watch his show, he wants desert, baby did this, baby go away, baby hit me, he is hungry, he doesn't want chicken, he doesn't want corn, he doesn't want broccoli, Mommy take off my shoes, Mommy you are not nice.

Bath follows.  Aidan doesn't want to take a bath, Aidan wants to play nick jr on the computer, Aidan wants Mommy to set up computer.  Aidan has to poop.  Aidan doesn't want to go poop (sorry for the nasty).  Mommy makes Aidan go poop.  Aidan ignores Mommy.  Mommy sends Aidan to room followed by big cries.  Aidan finally goes poop.  Comes out of the bathroom and yells at the top of this lungs "YOU ARE NOT NICE MOMMY, I DON'T LIKE YOU".  Followed by Mommy counting to 10 so I don't lose it.  I didn't lose it.  I did good.  I just told him that was not a nice thing to say and it hurt my feelings.  While all this is going on Mason is running around naked after his bath throwing things, knocking everything off dressers and messing with Aidan on the computer.  Mason spends the next 20 minutes running from room to room naked. 

Get Mason to sleep at 8.  Wearing a rain coat he refused to take off.  Daddy comes up and takes Aidan (thank the good Lord).  I finally get time to sit down and do homework.  8 page paper on mergers and acquisitions due Sunday as well as class participation and 2 group assignments.  Do you really think I can concentrate after the day I just had?  I ran a freakin marathon.  Aidan woke up twice last night and wanted to come in our bed.  Mason woke up at 6am that is an hour of sleep I lost for me to do it all over again today.  When will I have time to do my homework?  When will I have time to play with my kids?  Is all this worth it?  I am exhausted......but it was pretty darn cute watching Mason fall asleep with his rain coat in my arms yesterday.



 
 

Friday, February 18, 2011

Mother of the Year

That would be me!  Mother of the year right here.  Mason's sitter and I have been trying to figure out why he keeps getting these red blotchy rash type things on his body.  Like someone is going around behind our backs and pinching him.  Or slapping his cheeks when we turn our heads.  So I googled every single phrase you can think of.  "Toddler red blotchy rash" "Baby red rash go away" "Slapped cheeks toddler".  Then it clicked.  He can't drink milk because his tummy can't handle milk protein so then realized that hives are a side affect of milk protein reaction.  Found out he had yogurt today and rash appeared right after.  Ding Ding Ding.  We have now entered the world of milk protein allergy in our house.  I thought it was just milk at first.  So what do Mason's parents do after finding this out.  We give our son ice cream of course.  What on earth were we thinking?  So now lil man has hives all over his legs.  Mother of the year I told you. 
Mason has also been hitting a lot lately.  I swear there is no hitting going on in this house for him to mimic.  I have no idea why he is doing it.  A reaction maybe.  He will slap the crap out of your face and it will shock you.  You don't know if you should slap back, scream, laugh, yell and as a result you just sit there and stare at the kid.  Deep mean no smile stare.  Then Mason stares back.  Deep stare and then he decides to either hit back or hug you.  The hugs are nice.  The hitting back is not to be tolerated.  We need to buy a time out chair. Yes we do!

Aidan is in this spiky hair face.  It came about after Mommy and Daddy slacked off so bad we delayed getting his hair cut way past the kid looks like he has a rat's nest in his head.  So...as a Mom who wishes she had a girl, I have started to "do" my kid's hair in the mornings.  Full out curls for mason and full out spikes for Aidan.  I am just sorry for all Aidan's teachers at daycare who have to listen to him all day long "is my hair still spiky?"  "is my  hair still spiky?"  "is my hair still spiky?"

As promised after a few hours of trying to figure it out..I was able to get my videos on my computer.  Funny story.  Lost the charger for the video camera for like a year...husband got me a new one.  Lost that one and while tying to find it I found the first one.  Only me...So this video is of Aidan and Joe when Aidan was about 2.5 years old.  It was cute...he did a little singing...did a little dancing...did a little football..and hit daddy thankfully after we had kids cause I doubt he can now!  You  may want to pause the playlist at the bottom of the blog so you can hear Aidan hit his high note.  :)

Monday, February 14, 2011

This day we call Love

A Grinch
A Misanthropic
A Drag

 A quick google search of those who dislike Valentines day and you may find a few of those words.  Not sure why I dislike this holiday ... oh wait...not really a holiday...but a commercial gimmick as some would call it.  I am not known to be an overly happy person but I also am not a grumpy Debbie downer either.  But for some reason..I just don't really like this day.  That is why I celebrated on Friday and the only reason I celebrated on Friday was because my son's daycare had some special thing where we could drop off the boys at night for a few hours. 

As teenagers we get all hyped up about this day.  We have our crushes at school.  We wonder for weeks if our "crush" will end up buying us something ... or  acknowledge this day to us.  A wink.  A rose.  A card.  Anything.  Only to be disappointed and left feeling like you are not special.  You go into days like today with such expectations only to be let down.  You have a boyfriend or a husband.  You just expect so much and are always let down.  I don't think it's the mans fault.  I mean..they just don't have that romance gene in them.  Well most don't and the ones that do are coached by their friends who happen to be girls.  I have a hard time believing that any man came up with their wonderful valentines plans themselves.  I am not hatin on the man.  You were not made to be that way.  I remember one valentines day I got a rose from someone only to find out later he gave them to all the women in his life.  He had like 15 roses he gave out.  OUCH.  Or another issue would be getting a Valentine from someone you "don't" see that way.  How awkward.  I have had a few good Valentines days but mostly I have some really crappy ones. 

This is not a ding on my husband..although he is NOT Mr. Romance by any means.  He didn't do anything wrong.  I just don't like valentines day.  Think of all those single folks out there.  Is it national depression day today?  Maybe they are sitting around hoping for a secret admire.  By midnight tonight their hopes are crushed and they are left sad.  Just not a fan of today.

I have two boys though.  I don't want to raise them to become a Grinch or a Drag so I put on a happy face.  Wake up and say to Aidan "Will you be my Valentine" for which he responds "Mommy...You can't take Valentines to work."  I will come home from the gym tonight with a card and stuffed animal for the boys.  I will squeeze them and tell them I love them.  Thankfully for me..they are boys.  I don't think they will have these concerns growing up.....

Friday, February 11, 2011

Valentines Day

So I am supposed to do this stuff right?  On Valentines day...well almost Valentines day.  Spend it with my LOOOVVVVVVVVVE.  Be all gooshy mooshy and kissy bissy with my husband.  Yeah that isn't really my thang.  However, in my attempt to blend into society and also keep my husband my husband I am going to dedicate this blog post to our loovvvvvvvve.  oohhhh lala

Some have already heard this story.  The day we met.  Funny actually.  We both worked at the same company and I liked his friend.  At a work function I used Joe to try and talk to his friend.  Joe had other plans and decided to stalk me.  HAHA.  Well he may have a different story.  He randomly sent me an email after meeting me and asked to hang out.  I wish I still had that email.  I had no idea who he was...I was walking around the office saying who is this guy?  Well the sucker I am went on a date with him anyway.  Hooters of all places.  We were both dating other people and quickly got rid of them and started dating each other.  I mean the key to a woman's heart is Hooters wings and beer right????  We both have been through the whole dating seriously thing married thing for him and knew what we wanted in a significant other.  After a month....we just knew.  So we put the speed button on our relationship.  Had a kid 2006, married in um....200...um....I can't remember.  I think 2008 right Joe?  Had another kid 2009 and I feel like now we are just starting to really enjoy each other.  We are seriously made for each other.  We can finish each others sentence and we sometimes call each other at the exact same time.  The other day I was walking to the pantry to get some popcorn and on the way Joe yells from the other room, "hey can you pop some popcorn?".  Seriously?  

Top 10 reasons why I love my husband:

1.  He thinks I am hot.  Even 9 months preggers going in labor, he still hits on me.  I almost tossed him out the hospital room.....but I still love that about him.

2.  He freaks out if I use too much of the $.79 a box spaghetti noodles.  He thinks I am wasting it.  But he will go out and be suckered into buying a $100 tooth brush.

3.  He checks the mail every day and takes out the trash on command.

4.  He is a social butterfly.

5.  He loves his boys more than he loves me.  It's ok..it's supposed to be that way.

6.  Ask him any question about any sport and he will know the answer.  Sports Trivia..he dominates.  Ask him where running back from the Texans went to college and he will know.  Ask him who won the world series in 85 and he will know.  Ask him who was the coach of Superbowl 25 and he will know.  Ask him about some boxer or ultimate fighter and he will know.  Ask him where he put Mason's shoes and he will NOT know.

7.  He is obsessed with Jersey Shore and Bad Girls Club.  Seriously horrible shows.  This is an annoying tid bit about him..but I love the annoying things too.

8.  He takes longer to get ready than I do. 

9.  He accepts my faults.  Except the grumpy in the morning fault.

10.  He doesn't put up with any one's BS. 

To conclude I posted below some of our wedding pictures.  We were married in Turks and Caicos.  AMAZING place and I can't wait to go back :)  Love you Joe!

  

 



  










 


  Happy Valentines Day!